[The communicator turns when Waka takes it out of the bag he's been holding. He had gone to the convenience store earlier to pick up some packets tea herbs to brew and was nearly home when he noticed a certain surprise waiting for him.]

That's just my luck, isn't it? How gênante. [There's a hole in the bag. Not a very big or noticeable one, but one large enough to have sent his packets of tea somewhere on the sidewalk from the convenience store to the shelter. Waka tsks. He isn't very upset, just a little bemused at this turn of events. He thinks a bit and sighs.] I could get some more, but that would just be wasteful! They can't be that hard to find, anyway.

[So, anyone in the street might notice Waka crouched on the sidewalk, sifting through the snow, in his new polka-dot pink mittens and floofy red scarf.]

(ooc: is it sad that I've had the exact same thing happen to me.;;)

<sub>[All right, this snow business? It is not sitting well with Ashura. His home world is balmy, not a lick of snow. He knows what it is - can see it in the distant mountains, but it never got cold enough in his own lands to snow (and thank whatever gods there were for that). Needless to say he his woefully unprepared for this!

So he is currently in one of the clothing shops, peering at the different styles of clothing offered from footwear to jackets to scarves, and not particularly sure how to put together an ensemble so outside the realm of his usual robes. Because it was clearly time for a wardrobe change if this was to be the norm for a time. He could use his power to keep warm, but that is draining and he would rather save what power Acumen does allow him for emergencies.]</sub>

Does anyone have advice on appropriate clothing for this new weather?

_{[It is a tad embarrassing to ask, but better to ask for advice than to fumble about like a fool - a frozen fool at that.]}

[Have a very nervous-looking Miranda who is trying to hide just how terrified she is of screwing this up.]

Umm...W-Welcome to everyone who just arrived today! [handwave] I know that it can be a little confusing and maybe scary, but Marina isn't a bad place to stay, really.

[Monsters and evil people not withstanding.]

If you would like to maybe m-meet some of the other new inmates, or get to know some of the people who are already here...there will be treats, tea, and hot cocoa in M-Meeting Hall 1 of the Education Center.

Y-You don't have to come if you don't want to! [doesn't want to pressure anyone] But you're not alone here, and you can make some really wonderful friends. And anyone who wants to meet the n-new arrivals is more than welcome to come! If you don't know how to get to the Education Center, I can try to give you directions?

[Miranda will be there with a table that is covered with cookies, cupcakes, brownies, strudels, and hot tea and cocoa just like she promised. She really wishes she had found someone much better suited for this. She's not a spokeswoman or even that confident of a speaker one-on-one. Hopefully they can avoid the robots and not get into trouble for coming?

And she still had one other call to make...]

[Private]

Umm...K-Kanda? Are you b-busy tomorrow morning?

{OOC: Event-style, threadjacking encouraged. Mingle, mingle!}

[Jun is...currently completely unaware he has a shiny new twin, and for the most part, he's in a good mood. Neither of his classes are today, there's a whole bunch of new arrivals and it's been at least a week since he music'd at the network at large.

He's brought the violin out to the butterfly pavilion, and he's playing--something calm. People could use that after the last couple of days, right?

...Of course, he wasn't planning on getting jumped on by a puppy partway through.]

--Aya! [Fffff who's a good music disrupting puppy? Yes you are!]

Ah, if anyone wants, I can probably do requests...I'm not sure I can play everything, though.

[An audio feed comes on, but it's silent for about a minute or so until the voice of a young boy finally speaks up. In a manner of speaking that is; it's very much on the quiet and timid side]

...After to listening to everything going on... I guess I can't really say or keep thinking that all of this and what that paper said isn't real, s-so...here goes... [Deep breath of preparation!]

U-um, I'm Emil-- E-Emil Castagnier-- and I'm, well... [His voice grows smaller and he falters and fades out, but only for a moment] I guess I'm introducing myself like everyone else is doing and just sort of wondering if maybe-- there's anyone else from Sylvarant or Tethe' Alla here too? I'm already pretty sure Marta isn't here, since I haven't heard her yet...

[But still hopeful! Please oh please let someone else be here don't let him be alone again. Being alone is hard once you've had friends]

And, uh, I'd wanted to thank a-- Ms. li Britannia, and a Mr. vi Britannia too? For the basket and the things in it. T-the cookies are really good.

[He lets out a shaky sigh once done-- that was hard guys you have no idea-- and the feed cuts out after a bit]

Oh? A prison? That's not very convenient. Well, the idea for a prison is not to be convenient, but still! I would've liked a little notice beforehand.

I mean, cherie still hasn't got any thumbs! It will be difficult for her to steer. Hopefully, the Auto-Pilot will keep functioning without me there.

[A pause. Then, the sound of someone humming to himself, as if thinking. And then a quiet sigh.]

Though, I wonder----this place hardly looks like a prison at all.

But, there are different types of prisons, qui? As they say, "a gilded cage is a cage nonetheless", pardon the cliche.

...

Ah, excuze-moi. I've let my thoughts get the best of me. I should say bonjour to everyone else that is here! My name is Waka, and I look forward to see what trials this prison might have in store for me~ ♥